Her heart was warm and gay

I heard the laughter of her heart

In every street cafe

The last time I saw paris

Her trees were dressed for spring

And lovers walked beneath those trees

And birds found songs to sing

I dodged the same old taxicabs

That I had dodged for years

The chorus of the squeaky horns

Was music to my ears oh the last time I saw paris

Her heart was warm and gay

No matter how they change her

I'll remember her all that way

Dodged the same old taxicabs

That I had dodged for years

The chorus of the squeaky horns

Was music to my ears yeah

The last time I saw paris

Her heart was warm and gay

No matter how they change her

I'll remember her that way

The last time I saw paris

The last time I saw paris